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Pressure Points x Off The Top III (Mashup)

[Intro] Yeah Breath in my chest feel heavy But I love that Look Listen [Build] Static in my veins, distortion in my chest Every breath feels louder than the rest Wake up, same hoodie, same mug, cold coffee Scroll phone, whole world tryna out-talk me Deep back hums like a ghost in my teeth When I scream these bars, I don't even breathe Rent due, boss rude, heart say “stop, leave” Then the beat knock once, and my lungs breathe [Verse A] Came up on hand-me-down shoes, loose laces Bus pass, cold hands, long faces Mama in the kitchen with the late-shift eyes Praying over dishes like "we still gonna rise" Notes in my phone full of half-wrote dreams Clock on the wall kept cutting my schemes Friends fell off, yeah, they dove off track Saw ‘em chase smoke, never made it back [Verse B] I was scribblin' on receipts in the break room Dreams taped to the wall with the gray glue Everybody say they next, they don’t make moves I just put it on wax, let the tape prove I was dead broke, laughed at, sittin' in the back row Now the words hit heavy like a black snow Whole crew in the group chat, cap locks I just cut through the noise when the snare pop [Hook – Mash] Pressure made the diamond outta all this dust Life keep swinging but it still got trust Off the top, I don’t clock in This my shift, let the drop hit Heart been bruised, but it still gon’ beat So I stand on the pain, plant both my feet From the ground up, still locked in Whole crowd jump when the hook spin [Verse A2] Boss talk slick, but the check come late Eating on vibes and a paper plate Scrolling through lives that don’t match my own Comparing my grind to a filtered phone Then I heard me say, "run your race" Stop begging for a seat, build your space Turned my doubts into fuel, that’s gas Every “you can’t” now a joke I pass [Verse B2] Little cousin say, “how you make pain sound fly?” Told him, “write what you live, not a fake outline” Every scar, every doubt, every late-night cry Turned crumbs to a crust, now we bake that pie I don’t drip on the ‘Gram, I invest in the fam Put the heat in the bars, keep my wrist for the pan Mama prayin' in the kitchen with her wrists in the pan Now the shows pay enough, she can sit in the stands [Bridge – Low / Whispered] [low] Head down, two hands, one shot [whisper] “Keep going” on loop when it all feel lost [low] Look back, see fire where the fear got tossed [whisper] I ain’t break once, I just shed that cost [Pre-Drop] If they hate, let 'em talk, it’s a free show I was quiet, now I’m ringin' through the peephole When I breathe on a verse, feel the street glow Whole block yellin' back when the beat go [Hook – Mash Up] Pressure on my name, I don’t ever fold Turn another scar into solid gold Off the top, I don’t clock in This my shift, let the drop hit If the world get loud, I just breathe, then push Every pressure point hit, still I rise from the crush From the ground up, still locked in Whole crowd jump when the hook spin [Outro – Call & Response] Static in my veins, distortion in my chest (still locked in) Every breath feels louder than the rest (don’t clock in) Heart been bruised, but it still gon’ beat Whole crowd jump when the hook spin – repeat.